I tried to scroll a book page instead of turn it the other night. I couldn't help but laugh at myself. I've become so entrenched in the new technology in my life, that how to use something as rudimentary (and wonderful) as a book is easily forgotten at certain moments. A couple glasses of wine made it especially easy to forget.

Mindfulness used to sound very granola crunchy hippie dippy to me. But the last few years I've become less driven to push hard toward the "better" – and more driven to push hard for the now. It doesn't happen every day, but practice makes it happen more often than not.